The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Who said they were leaving?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qingyue froze, looking back at Rong Jing, "They don't leave? Xiyan, Nanliang, Nanjiang are all gone? Stay in Beijing? What do they stay here for?"

"It's not unnecessary, but it's all arranged properly, and I will live in Rongwang Mansion for a short time." Rong Jingdao said.

Yun Qianyue narrowed her eyes, "Why?"

"All want to see the lively people, can not hurry to leave." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qianyue immediately understood that Rong Jingpu had a magnificent mile of red, and put on a banquet in the water, trapping Ye Tianyi and light dyeing with a formation method, and successfully married. Because all of this was so smooth, the storm was blocked by him from the dense network. Now the dense network is pierced, revealing the blue sky. Where can this blue sky not change its color? None of those people is a peaceful master. Naturally want to watch the lively, if you want to watch the lively, what can be more enjoyable than Tianshengjingcheng, which is close to the storm center?

However, these individuals remain in Tianshengjingcheng, and all of them are idle masters. I am afraid that they will not only watch the excitement, they may be happy, and they will also be involved. For example, Nan Lingrui, like Ye Qian, like Xiyanyue, like Fengyan, like Yuzixi...

Although these people wanted to watch the excitement, she could not believe that Rong Jing could not get away. If he let anyone go, he would not dare to say it easily, but there must be a way. Since they were allowed to stay, maybe there was no plan.

Yun Qingyue tilted his head and looked at Rong Jing's face carefully, "Come from the real recruit, what do you want to do?"

Rong Jing looked at her in a trial and laughed: "Since the wind and rain are coming, someone will make me wait, and it will be more lively."

Yun Qianyue knew that the person he was referring to was Ye Qingran, and thinking of the crushed jade, his heart sank, and he was speechless.

Rong Jing also smiled, his eyes caught a chill, and he stopped talking.

Yuxue Feilong was restrained for too long, and the crowd on the street was afraid to slow down the pace of the crowd, but just out of the city gate, he used his instinct and ran wild. Rong Jing didn't restrain it either, and let it run happily.

Originally, Beijing was at least one hour away from Qingling Shilingtai Temple, but Yuxue Feilong arrived in half an hour. When he came to the foot of Qingquan Mountain, there was no road before Yuxue Feilong stopped.

Rong Jing surrounded Yun Qiangyue and fell to the ground.

Yun Qiangyue's curly hair was blown a little messy, and Rong Jing carefully arranged for her. After being sorted out properly, he pulled Yun Qianyue up the mountain.

Lingqian Temple Yunqianyue has been there too many times, and has already been familiar with the road here.

The two went up the mountain, and Yun Qingyue really saw a piece of spring begonia with buds and stamens, which is the flowering period. She smiled at Rong Jing, "You can't stop you from seeing everything in this world, and you will know where there are any movements. The Begonia flowers here are so quiet that they have been discovered by you. Now."

"There is a lady in the family who likes to admire flowers, so you have to be more careful." Rong Jing pointed out.

Yun Qingyue sneered at him, and his eyes fluttered, and there was the style of a newly-married young woman.

Rong Jing's mind swayed slightly, grabbing her slender waist in her arms, and couldn't help but lean down and kiss.

Yun Qianyue reached out and pulled a begonia flower in front of her. Rong Jing stopped suddenly and looked at her with dissatisfaction. She gave him a white glance, "You brought me here, won't you really come to appreciate the Begonia flowers? What the **** is going on, say it!"

Rong Jing reached out his hand and sighed helplessly, "Yun Qianyue, women are too smart to be good!"

"How come I don't think a woman is too smart or good!" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"Women are too clever, what's the point of having a husband?" Rong Jing's eyes were faint.

Yun Qianyue looked funny when he looked at him, deliberately angry with him, "used to warm the bed!"

Rong Jing's eyes flashed, and at this flash, there was a flash of light. He nodded his head seriously, "Yes!"

Yun Qianyue was speechless.

"Let's go! Since we rewarded Begonia, let's get things." Rong Jing stretched out his hand and walked towards Lingtai Temple.

Yun Qingyue thought that it was indeed something. He was pulled by him and took two steps and asked, "Will we come here like this, will it be conspicuous and be known?"

"It's nothing to know." Rong Jing didn't care.

Yun Qingyue thought that Rong Jing was getting more and more arrogant. In fact, he was fool-looking, gentle and gentle, and he was not slow or slow, covering up his mad nature. . Unfortunately, people in the world don't know.

The two came to Motang, and a little Shami waited there. When they saw the two came, they quickly called a Buddha, "Amitabha, King Shizi, Princess King Shizi, and Abbot Ciyun are waiting for two in the Zen room."

"Trouble leads the way." Rong Scenic Spot nodded.

Xiao Shami quickly led the way.

Rong Jing pulled Yun Qianyue still as usual, like coming to play, walking slowly with Xiao Shami and walked inside.

At the entrance of Abbot Ciyun's monastery, Xiao Shami stopped and turned sideways, asking the two to enter in a respectful manner.

Yun Qianyue glanced inside. There were only a few towering ancient trees in the courtyard. The temple was quiet. I didn't hear the bell today. There was a curtain falling in the meditation room, and the situation inside could not be seen.

Coming to the door of the Zen room, Rong Jing reached out and pushed open the door, and pulled Yun Qiangyue into it.

I saw that in the meditation room, the abbot Ciyun was closing his eyes and chanting cross-legged, with a solemn face and chanting words.

Rong Jing didn't bother, and he waited calmly.

Yun Qingyue wondered what Rong Jing came here to get? What did she put here?

After waiting quietly for a while, the abbot Ciyun opened his eyes, got up and stood up, and called a pair of Buddhas, "Amitabha, King Shizi, and King Shizi's concubine, and finally became a good concubine, Lao Guan congratulated!"

"Thank you Master." Rong Jing smiled faintly, and gave back a salute.

"Jing Shizi came to get that kind of thing?" Abbot Ciyun looked at Rong Jing and asked.

"Good!" Rong nodded.

There was a trace of vicissitudes in the old eyes of the abbot Ciyun, and he sighed: "A hundred years later, Lao Qun thought that this was passed on to my generation, and perhaps no one would wait for it to be picked up.

Rong Jing did not speak.

"Jing Shizi, did you really decide?" Abbot Ciyun stared at Rong Jing's eyes.

"Decided!" Rong Jing's eyes were still light.

The abbot Ciyun nodded, "Can the token be brought?"

Rong Jing said softly to Yun Qiangyue: "Take out the walnut that Grandpa gave you!"

Yun Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, but the walnut that Lord Rong gave to her was a token. She reached into her arms, took it out, and glanced at it. It was still a normal walnut. It was no different. Pass it to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing put the walnut in his hand and gently squeezed it. The intact walnut was broken into two petals, and a bright yellow silk cloth popped inside. He handed the silk cloth to Master Ciyun.

Yun Qingyue saw the word "Murong" written on the silk cloth, and he understood it. Lingtai Temple is a thousand-year-old ancient temple. It has naturally passed through the Murongs for hundreds of years. When Murongs took charge of the mountains and rivers, the world rejoices, and the heart of Buddhism is highly respected. Not only Lingtai Temple, but also temples have a high status. Later, Murong's world was in chaos, and Ye's captured Jiangshan. At that time, the twelve monks broke their armor and went to rescue Ye's ancestor, Ye Zhuolan, and became a hero of Ye's Jiangshan. Although the ancestors of the Ye family did not suppress, they did not like the Buddha. Other temples gradually declined, but the Lingtai Temple, which was a hero, remained. Therefore, Lingtai Temple should retain one thing, indeed it can be preserved intact. No one will doubt it.

Master Ciyun reached over to take the silk cloth, glanced at it, and nodded, "Yes, this is the token." When the words fell, he turned and took out a small iron box from the Buddha's hand of a Buddha statue and handed it to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing took the tin box and said a "thank you" to the abbot Ciyun, pulling Yun Qianyue to turn and leave.

The two walked to the door, and the abbot Ciyun called the Buddha's number. He respected Rongjing three times and exhorted three points: "Jing Shizi, let the life be important!"

Rong Jing smiled, "Master don't need to worry, I promised Yun Qianyue to send her a splendid river and mountain. The gentleman's promise is worth a lot of gold, and my promise to her is more than a thousand dollars."

The abbot Ciyun looked slack, "Jing Shi Zi, Princess Jing Shi Zi walk slowly! Lao Yun will not give away!"

Rong Jing pulled Yun Qiangyue out of Lingtai Temple.

When the two went out of the mountain gate, the bell of Lingtai Temple rang, and twelve times.

Yun Qianyue looked at the box in Rong Jing's hand curiously and asked, "What is this? It seems very important."

Rong Jing took Yun Qingyue to the peach blossom tree, stopped, and reached out to open the tin box for her to see.

Yun Qingyue saw the thing in the iron box, and froze for a moment, "Murong's jade seal?"

Rong Jing looked at the jade seal quietly and nodded lightly.

Yun Qingyue stopped talking and followed Rong Jing to look at Fang Yuxi. Murong's jade seal snow has been hidden for a hundred years, and finally see the sky again. This is not a simple one hundred years, but hidden behind the myths of the former emperors and empresses, the prince is missing, the world is in chaos, the flames are raging, the blood is flowing into the river, the tragic lives of Empress Rong and Zhen Jing, loyal to Murong’s The subjects have been hiding in hiding for hundreds of years.

Behind this little jade seal is a century of history.

Now that it sees the sun again, all history will be dispelled from the clouds and spread in front of all people in the world.

For a time, here quietly, the jade seal exuded the vicissitudes of light and was precipitated by the years, and it still did not hide its glory.

For a long time, Rong Jing closed the jade seal, reached out to hug Yun Qianyue, took him in his arms, and his voice was dumb, "Yun Qianyue, I have to shoulder the heavy responsibility, and you have to be with me. Don't feel tired one day Throw me away and run."

Yun Qingyue snorted, "Am I that kind of person?"

Rong Jing thought about it seriously: "It's hard to say."

Yun Qianyue thrashed him fiercely, "I will definitely run, wait and see!"

Rong Jing smiled, "Then run together."